Becoming a solitary

Giant dragon statues, once towering, now lay shattered into countless pieces. Patches of rust-colored blood stained the ground.,Chief Jin Muhui's expression calmed down. He didn't think that splitting up and fleeing at this moment would be a very good choice, the chances of success were extremely low.,Within the entire Desolate Dharma Abyss, this dragon clan's power wasn't even considered third-rate. Their greatest reliance was still on the ancient city and the restrictions within it.。